- So first off, I would love to have a designated space for wood working. This is a craft I really enjoy doing and hardly ever do. My boys and I have made stuff together like this farmhouse bed pattern.
- So of course I would love a space big enough to create large wood projects. Ha.
- My delightful sewing and craft room truly supplieth all my needs plus. I love it. And because sewing is my main crafting area it is truly something I don't ever take for granted. If there's ever anything I need it's more fabric! I often window shop fabric online and I rarely, if ever, buy. It seems like I just can't justify those shipping charges! But then I go to the specialty quilt stores in town and the fabric I like costs just as much. So ya. Whatever. The majority of my quilting is done with Fabricland specials and castoffs from my grandma or my neighbor friend or leftover dress fabric. Do you buy fabric specifically for creating?
Thursday, October 25, 2018
Oct 25 - Write about what's on your craft wish list.
Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Oct 24 - What do you need to stop apologizing for?
I'm sorry I'm not writing! I just gotta quit saying that. I am so blessed to have a moment from time to time to write and even more blessed if I have a small inspiration.
So in the school of life for forty year old women I feel like I've officially graduated from grade six to grade seven and now it's time to step up the performance. It's likely time to say, look, this semester has no hieroglyphics. We're just full-throttle ahead in algebra and trigonometry, otherwise known as x or y for supper and which angle we're gonna take next.
One very random thought (should've been posted yesterday) is which can opener do I need? I'm very weary of cheap-o's that wreck after one try or elderly ones who skip three-fourths of the edge. I'd really like an electric can opener but even there, where do I start looking? Help.
So in the school of life for forty year old women I feel like I've officially graduated from grade six to grade seven and now it's time to step up the performance. It's likely time to say, look, this semester has no hieroglyphics. We're just full-throttle ahead in algebra and trigonometry, otherwise known as x or y for supper and which angle we're gonna take next.
One very random thought (should've been posted yesterday) is which can opener do I need? I'm very weary of cheap-o's that wreck after one try or elderly ones who skip three-fourths of the edge. I'd really like an electric can opener but even there, where do I start looking? Help.
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
Oct 17 - Write about your current favorite websites.
- Young House Love I've read this blog forever. I like their houses and copy different things. I like it that it's not heavy reading.
- Bower Power is another one I've read forever. If I have time I'll go check out these two. Funny that they're friends too. And I guess I like to read family stories. A boy family is an extra score.
- All Recipes is a go-to website I use to look up all kinds of food ideas.
Monday, October 15, 2018
Oct 15 - Write about something you've been avoiding.
- Wyatt's bedroom closet
- Washing windows
- Sugar
- The trimmer on the back deck
- Exercise, very unfortunately
- Writing ha
Sunday, October 14, 2018
Saturday, October 13, 2018
Friday, October 12, 2018
Oct 12 - Enjoyable sewing project
This. This one I did not want to miss. This is one of my favorite pastimes, my special space, my respite. Just basic dresses are fun. Or dresses with lots of detail if I have time. I love making potholders or quilts or bags or random things like a garment bag or laundry bag or slips or tablecloths. One thing I have sewed precious little of is little girly dresses. Most ladies can manage that.
One of my favorite bags I've sewed is this pattern.
One of my favorite bags I've sewed is this pattern.
Mine is in pinks and blacks and random splashes of color. I think it would make a good gift but I often don't have the time when I'm needing a gift.
This pillow was such a fun quick sew for Wyatt's baby room long ago. It's old and crumpled now, almost deceased but so very loved.
This is how I feel.
Thursday, October 11, 2018
Oct 11 - Write about returning home.
I didn't realize until this morning (shows you exactly how on the ball I am with this whole writing thing!) that today's prompt comes on the day I plan to leave for Crooked Creek, my old home. I miss it so much. I love going home. I love visiting my mom and family.
This time I'm going home for my mither-mother's 70th birthday! Bren & I are driving together with Wyatt and Misty and we're planning on meeting Karen in Edmonton for night tonight. Tomorrow Ash and her kids fly in from North Carolina, the Lord willing. And we're all gathering for the festivities on Saturday and Sunday! So exciting!
Returning home has changed throughout the years. When we first got married I had years of angst preparing to go home. I focused a lot on my clothes, which I knew were never quite like my fashionable friends back home. Really, the hard parts then were finding my own direction while becoming like my classy family here and letting going of my ideas of how to do things. But always back home, the church smelled like church and the crowds mingled in the foyer and at Christmas there were pristine piles of snow and familiar faces and parties galore.
Then came the years of little boys and overwhelming tiredness and the grief of my dad dying and skinny days in unhealthy ways. But always back home, I found people who understood, people who remembered the grief. I found clover by the roadsides and tall spruce and tears of healing. I found old friendships and strong uncles and aunts and coffee at the old fabric store.
Slowly the hurts have healed and going home is not so poignant. When I go home I find laughter and youth I don't recognize singing in the programs and babies I hadn't heard about. The moms of my friends still hug me, the new church has no old memories for me and my friends and I point out our youth children to each other. It's different returning home now, because now I've lived longer in Swanson than I've lived anywhere else in my life. I've learned to like a smaller congregation. I've learned that there's good things where ever I live.
And I really can hardly wait to get back 'home-home' to my family of men. I will truly be returning home.
This time I'm going home for my mither-mother's 70th birthday! Bren & I are driving together with Wyatt and Misty and we're planning on meeting Karen in Edmonton for night tonight. Tomorrow Ash and her kids fly in from North Carolina, the Lord willing. And we're all gathering for the festivities on Saturday and Sunday! So exciting!
Returning home has changed throughout the years. When we first got married I had years of angst preparing to go home. I focused a lot on my clothes, which I knew were never quite like my fashionable friends back home. Really, the hard parts then were finding my own direction while becoming like my classy family here and letting going of my ideas of how to do things. But always back home, the church smelled like church and the crowds mingled in the foyer and at Christmas there were pristine piles of snow and familiar faces and parties galore.
Then came the years of little boys and overwhelming tiredness and the grief of my dad dying and skinny days in unhealthy ways. But always back home, I found people who understood, people who remembered the grief. I found clover by the roadsides and tall spruce and tears of healing. I found old friendships and strong uncles and aunts and coffee at the old fabric store.
Slowly the hurts have healed and going home is not so poignant. When I go home I find laughter and youth I don't recognize singing in the programs and babies I hadn't heard about. The moms of my friends still hug me, the new church has no old memories for me and my friends and I point out our youth children to each other. It's different returning home now, because now I've lived longer in Swanson than I've lived anywhere else in my life. I've learned to like a smaller congregation. I've learned that there's good things where ever I live.
And I really can hardly wait to get back 'home-home' to my family of men. I will truly be returning home.
Wednesday, October 10, 2018
Oct 10 - What made today special?
sunlight dancing on harvested fields
kittens rolling and tumbling in play
savory ham chowder and hot biscuits
enthusiastic help of a five year old
family prayer for a lost book and
tears in the five year old's eyes
the smell of clean laundry and
piles of clothes ready to be put away
reading On The Banks Of Plum Creek
and everyone hanging an ear close
a long hot bath at the close of the day
UPDATE
lol, it's actually supposed to be unusual, not special
so here goes again
to town and back in just a couple hours (somewhat unusual)
shopped shirts with Wyatt and him and I do not agree about clothes
(this is becoming more usual, unfortunately)
cleaned out the garage (this Should be more usual)
piled the entrance full of pink party stuff (very unusual)
ate supper without Colby who was hunting
(unusual on a daily basis but looking at a whole year is very usual)
UPDATE
lol, it's actually supposed to be unusual, not special
so here goes again
to town and back in just a couple hours (somewhat unusual)
shopped shirts with Wyatt and him and I do not agree about clothes
(this is becoming more usual, unfortunately)
cleaned out the garage (this Should be more usual)
piled the entrance full of pink party stuff (very unusual)
ate supper without Colby who was hunting
(unusual on a daily basis but looking at a whole year is very usual)
Tuesday, October 9, 2018
Oct 9 - What encourages you?
a smile from a stranger
honesty
happy children
my hubby coming in after work
prayer together as a family
politeness
being outside
fresh garden produce
consecrated youth
old friends
new friends
babies
grandpas and grandmas
our church
working together
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